The bright moon sits on the ground

After late autumn, it's midwinter again.

After several twists and turns, Qi Qianyuan found an auspicious day, and married Qi Yao into the mansion. There were lights and festoons everywhere, and it was so lively.

On weekdays, I don't see the Fifth Highness wearing red clothes, riding on a bay red horse, with extraordinary bearing and high spirits; Meng Qiuze rides a white horse after a distance, ignores the contemptuous gazes of others, and puts a smile on his lips. Smiling; while Qi Yao was sitting in the sedan chair, looking at the crowds of people outside the window through the gap of the bead curtain, a little bored, so she withdrew her gaze, covered her red lips, and yawned.

The Hersheys chose the least favored Fifth Highness.At this moment, everyone has to accept this fact.

Qi Qianyuan understood that in the future, his leisure time of stargazing by candlelight in the middle of the night in Liuguang Mansion would never be available again.

Waiting for him will be brothers fighting against each other, fratricide, whether it is father, mother, concubine, or brother, even if they are connected by blood, don't believe it all, there are only two roads left in front of him, win, Or die, and it's not over until he draws his last breath.

He rode on a horse and walked forward step by step. The imperial city in the heavy snow was covered with a layer of dark gray, dilapidated and decayed. Inside the vermilion palace gate was a moth-eaten cave, which was piled up with gold, silver and jewels. The palace is the emperor's throne surrounded by piles of corpses.

And Qi Qianyuan crushed the skulls of his predecessors, stepped on the blood of his successors, and climbed the first step to the throne.

After midwinter comes early spring.

There was no snow falling on the Fengxue Mountains, only a layer of frost, and the gurgling stream swept away the scattered ice slag, and staggered towards the distance.

Occasionally there are a few light green colors, which are new green shoots, hidden between the thin snow, and you will ignore it if you don’t pay attention.

The spring breeze blew across the pass, and the thin frost shattered into pieces and fell down, like finely divided white sugar melted into the hot water.

It never stayed too long, and continued to run forward, bypassing trees and steep mountain walls. The dark mansion gradually came into view. This mansion was supported by several huge wooden piles nailed in the rushing river, quietly Standing quietly on the water between two peaks.

Looking at it from a distance, the danger is overwhelming, and it makes people feel a kind of palpitation, as if the internal organs have been thoroughly cooked and smashed. It is not a painful feeling, but it can feel that the bones and flesh and blood are starting to squeeze inward. Pressure, ordinary people will not go any further.

However, a wooden bridge was built between the mansion and the cliff. It was said to be a wooden bridge, but it was actually just an ordinary wooden plank. The edge with hooks and locks was firmly nailed to the edge of the cliff, thus forming a bridge. ——A young girl is sitting in the middle of the bridge. She is very handsome, even beautiful, but the right half of her face seems to be sewn on, and her eyes are light brown. The other was pearly black. She ignored the dangerous torrent below her and looked into the distance alone.

In the mansion behind her, there was no trace of a living person, and even she herself could barely be regarded as half a living person.

Not long after, a woman in a wedding dress came, the dress was so red that it was about to bleed, it was better than the setting sun, the steps on her head swayed slightly, the slender and fragile neck was crooked under the weight of the heavy head, It was crumbling, revealing a deep and long wound, protruding from the back of the neck and spreading to the throat, where the festering flesh and blood could be clearly seen.

"Chenrong." Soul's voice was very soft, and it was blurred by the wind, "Sorry, I'm still... one step late."

After it finished speaking, it bent down and hugged Bu Chenrong from behind, as if it wanted to bring her a little bit of comfort, but how could a soul touch the warm body of a living person? It stretched out its arms , but never even touched that corner of the robe.

"Sister Sheng, it's not your fault." Bu Chenrong's voice was surprisingly hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, the first two syllables were ambiguous, and then gradually returned to normal, "Senior Sister Qing Shi Shi insisted on going his own way, broke the contract, and asked you to leave Bu's house, go to Huangquan Road, drink Mengpo soup, and reincarnate, it is really a last resort, and I hope you don't blame her."

"I have never hated her. She is such a gentle and quiet person. There must be a reason why she suddenly let me leave the Bu family and never come back." Jiang Sheng said, "Now I know, It's because the Bu family is about to fall, and the ghosts are fighting back, she is worried that I will be involved and end up in a disastrous end, so she tore up the contract and insisted that I leave."

"I chose to kill myself on the night of my wedding. I couldn't let go of my resentment. I turned into a ghost. It was Bu Lingqing who tried every means to find me out. She asked me full of guilt if she was late, and then asked me if I would like to." Stay with her at Bu's house." When he said this, the voice of the soul suddenly took on a bit of crying, as if it was painful to say the name, "She wanted me to come, she wanted me to go, I I had to go. I almost drank Mengpo soup, and chose to escape at the last moment. I hid from the ghosts for a long time before I came back here. However, I know that everything is gone Too late, right?"

Bu Chenrong was speechless, her lips moved, but after all she couldn't utter a word, she could only shake her head blindly as a rebuttal.

Jiang Sheng used to be an actor before she was alive, and only when she stepped on the stage can she be considered alive, and only when she is immersed in the play can she catch a ray of dawn from the long night.The soul's emotions were not excited for too long, and the expression on its face slowly faded, as if every time it took off the powder makeup on its face, its eyes became numb, and it said: "Chen Rong... make a contract with me, let me Locked in this desolate mansion."

"Sister Sheng, I know you stayed at Bu's house because of Senior Sister Qing." Bu Chenrong sighed, and said, "Bu's house is not a good place to go. From now on, you don't have to compromise, you can go wherever you want." Yes, this is what Senior Sister Qing wants to see."

"The place I want to go is here." Jiang Sheng looked at Bu Chenrong, "You are still young, Chenrong, you shouldn't bear such a heavy burden. You said something wrong, I stay here, not only For her. If you still remember the cakes I used to ask your Senior Sister Qing to bring you from Xiayan City before I was alive, and if you still call me 'Sister Sheng', you should let me stay here."

Bu Chenrong lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a while, but did not reply immediately.

Time flowed very slowly, and she was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth and said, "Okay, I see."

"Sister Sheng, if you want to stay here, stay here." Bu Chenrong said, "But I will never make a contract with you."

If you want to leave one day, leave behind the past and reincarnate, then leave like this and don't look back.

Jiang Sheng immediately understood her intentions, but tacitly understood, did not lift the last layer of veil, just nodded wordlessly.

Finally, Jiang Sheng remembered one thing, it was really a long time ago, when she was applying makeup in front of the bronze mirror, making this mediocre face into the beautiful and moving imperial concubine in the story, while Bu Lingqing From a distance, he looked behind her for a while.

It was a chat without any reason, from south to north, from poetry to calligraphy and painting, whatever you wanted, without boundaries.

Bu Lingqing smiled and asked her if she had to act something, otherwise she would not be considered alive?

Jiang Sheng squeezed Rouge's hand for a moment. She was dull and not good at words. After hearing this, she thought about it for a long time, then slowly stroked the bronze mirror, and covered it up with a wide sleeve to cover it up. Put your finger on the blurry figure, and say: "Yes, I have to act something, otherwise I won't be able to live for a minute, or I won't be able to bear myself."

This is a painful, difficult, and endless road, and it is for this reason that they lick their wounds and walk on it.

After early spring comes midsummer.

Lord Greedy Wolf rarely sets foot in Kunlun, let alone in the dark.

As she got closer to the Kunlun Palace, Tanlang felt more and more that the place was like a furnace, containing everything in the world and cooking them slowly, steaming flames appeared in her eyes, and then dissipated, like a fire. After the fire, only endless barrenness remained.

Few people know that, unlike ordinary gods, she does not observe the world with her eyes.

In other words, to put it in a strange way, she can't "use" her eyes. Although they exist in the eye sockets, they don't belong to her, but to her brother, just like the sense of pain belongs to her, not to her brother.Because of this, my elder brother often gets injured all over his body, and he doesn't feel much. Only when she, the younger sister, comes out to remind him, can he know how to avoid it and find a place to heal the wound.

So, what did she use to see it?Unfortunately, neither the elder brother nor she could answer.

If you want to understand this problem, you must first understand how they, as twins, share a body.

Lord Greedy Wolf stopped in his tracks, his usually emotionless face was a bit astonished.

She just got close to the Kunlun Palace, and before she fell into the formation of thousands of weapons, she was scalded by the invisible heat, it was a fine pain, like a needle prick, aggressive, even if it happened for a moment, she It is also clear that this is not an illusion.

As Xingjun with two souls, their brothers and sisters have different personalities, one is very scheming and greets each other with a smile, the other is reticent and cold as ice. Usually it is her elder brother who comes forward to solve those trivial matters, and this is her first time after the overthrow of the heavens. Once came to Kunlun.

Why haven't you noticed it before?She thought, it wasn't just Langfeng and Xuanpu who had changed.

Greedy Wolf Star Lord came to Kunlun to go to the human world and bring that troublesome Lu Cun back to the fairyland. It was most appropriate to bring Lucun Xingjun back to the Immortal Realm—she didn't have any intention of retreating, and after only staying for a moment, she stepped forward without hesitation and stepped into the Ten Thousand Weapons Formation.

She spent some time dealing with those weapons full of evil spirits. The twisted chains grew wantonly like vines, supporting her every step. The glazed beads hanging from the tips of her ears swayed gently with the movements, and the slender tassels were like water. Undulating like waves, Tanlang Xingjun stepped on the chains of steps step by step, crossed the dangerous formation of thousands of weapons, and entered the Kunlun Palace.

To be honest, Lord Greedy Wolf has always found it strange that Liang Kunwu, a god who is indifferent to all things, always forges weapons in the Kunlun Palace, and, for some reason, most of the gods in this Tiangong seem to acquiesce that "he likes to forge weapons." Weapons", but Liang Kunwu never said such a thing.He never said that he forged weapons because he liked it.

Greedy Wolf Star Lord was fortunate enough to see the forging tool of Kunlun Immortal Lord, and watched him hammer and hammer fall, clanging, the whole process, until the end, there was no slightest ripple in his eyes, obviously, he felt What is of interest is not the forge itself.

At least, in the eyes of Tanlang, the matter of "forging" is more like instinct than love for Liang Kunwu.

She stepped into the Kunlun Palace, and before Kunlun Xianjun could respond, she said, "Congratulations, it seems that the Xianjun's forging tool is almost complete."

It was the first time for Liang Kunwu to face the greedy wolf star in front of him. Her expression was indifferent, and her blessings were not sincere, but only the two of them could understand the meaning of the words. There are gods who can be seen.

"The Immortal Lord is still short of a blind introduction, and his merits and virtues will be complete." Tanlang said, "Before that, will the Immortal Lord drop that sword?"

Liang Kunwu casually threw the forged weapon in his hand aside, and behind him, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, like a pile of bones. Looking carefully, it was not a corpse, but a weapon he had discarded. Out of desperation.

He said, "Yes."

So Greedy Wolf Star Lord stopped asking. For her, as long as the Kunlun Immortal Lord drops the sword according to the plan, cuts off Kunlun, completely separates the world from the heavens, returns the immortals, and returns the heavens to the beginning, how will the process be? , has nothing to do with her.

If it was the elder brother, I'm afraid he would get to the bottom of it, but he is falling asleep at this moment and won't be able to wake up for a while.

Tanlang briefly talked about her going to the human world, and after Liang Kunwu agreed, he turned and left the Kunlun Palace.

There is more than one chess game in this world, she thought to herself, uncovering one layer, and another layer, intricate and intertwined, difficult to identify.There is Emperor Donghua, King Pojun Xing, Lord Lianzhen Xing, Lord Xuanpu, Lord Xu Lang, and Lord Kunlun.

Who is in the game and who is in the game? After a storm passes, who can tell the difference?